Town of Frankfort centennial
Pioneer memories, pp. 77-110
ready to start home by 4 o'clock that afternoon. In spite of the hard work just finished, the little pony, mind you, started home with his same persistent trot. At Marathon we again made an investigation and this time discovered that he had a sore mouth. After fastening the reins to the halter, then releasing the bit, we were able to travel along peacefully. "We resumed our homeward course, and I couldn't help but think my partner must have been carrying considerable money - the collection from those who had bought cheese. I had asked him before we started ifhe carried a revolver. His reply was with a laugh, "Ach, what do we need of a gun?" I couldn't share that feeling of optimism. When we left Marathon the tension in- creased. It was 10 o'clock - a clear, still night. About one and a halfmiles out of town, we turned west where our road a halfmile farther crossed the section line. It was here that I commenced to feel real shaky. My fear was not lessened a bit to see in the distance a team of horses and a wagon by the side of the road. Beside the wagon was a fire. Upon drawing nearer, the clear. ness of the night permitted us to see two men step across the ditch into the road. The first, a tall, lanky fellow carried a rifle - the other, a lantern. I pushed Michler. "There they are, already," I exclaimed. They were only two or three rods behind us - attempting, we believed, to overtake our wagon. I hit my horses and said'get'. The action of the men was quicker than my unmatched team. They were quickly gaining on us until another yell set the tired horses on a dead run with the men in hot pursuit. We managed to keep our seats, and as we sped down the rough roadway, Michler holding his money bag aloft shouted to me "sie sollen est nicht haben, ich schmeise es im graben., (They shall not have it - IIl throw it in the ditch.) We escaped and the money was saved, but I don't believe there is a man living in Marathon County who ever went over that old road as fast as we did that night." Circa 1927 Successful Deer Hunting Crew Circa 1920: Buildingroads east ofBrice Beder farm (Now called (l-r) Art Wendtland, Otto Neitzel, Fred Neitzel, Melvin Mullins, Blue Berry Road). Henry Dvorak and Herman Neitzel. 1905: Anton Gurosh (sometimes called Garach), deliveringa load of cheese to Colby. Gurosh, the man with the hat behinc the cow, farmed in Sec. 4 from 1890 - 1905. It is told that after one of his horses died, he used a cow with the surviving horse, as a team. When the cow tired o was unable to keep up with the pace, he would help the cow pull the load. It is said that he would go barefooted, ever late in winter, and his footprints were sometimes mistaken for bear tracks.
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